This is part of a multi-part story about a group of college students. The series has a sexual theme which may involve both straight and gay sex, sibling-incest, group-sex and more. It won't contain any content relating to underage sex, bestiality, or rape.
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16-May-2022
"Oh, come on. You know you've been asking me to spice-up our sex-life, for ages."
"Yeah, but Hales ..." Haley hated him calling her that. "A girlfriend-swapping session is all well and good, but look who it's with. Do you think that skinhead is really gonna just sit there and watch me shag his girlfriend?"
"He'll be too busy shagging me. Anyway, you've always wanted to fuck Sharon, and she assures me that Belcher is OK with it, and that he's not the jealous or violent type. And, before you say it, being a skinhead doesn't make him some sort of Nazi thug, either."
Greg Pope, known to his friends simply as `Pope' wasn't entirely convinced, but had always secretly wanted to fuck Sharon ever since he'd heard stories that she had willingly let the lads take liberties with her at her former school. The news that she actually wanted sex with him, and that his girlfriend was in favour of it was beyond his wildest dreams, with the additional bonus that he had always wanted to see another lad fucking Haley.
Part of the attraction of the latter was that he had, for some time, developed a secret interest in guys, which had its roots in his habit of watching as many different types of porn as he could get hold of. At first, he had been in denial, but had to admit to himself that he was bi after his wanking fantasies started to involve memories of seeing his friends naked in the school showers. He couldn't deny that he was very excited by the thought of seeing Belcher fully boned-up and in action.
Over the next couple of days, Haley became increasingly excited at the prospect of sex with Belcher, and would lay on her bed, masturbating, as she fantasised about it. Masturbation was a regular activity for both her and Pope, as they didn't have the means to rent a flat, which meant their sex sessions were normally confined to times when one or the other of their families were out.
Finally, the appointed evening came, and Pope and Haley sat in the pub, waiting for the other couple to arrive. Both were a little nervous.
When the others arrived, Sharon made her way to the table, sitting opposite Pope while Belcher went to the bar to purchase drinks. Nick gulped when he saw the skinhead, wondering how he'd allowed himself to get into this situation, though he did warm to him when Belcher came across and introduced himself in a genuinely friendly manner.
The hour spent in the pub was actually very amicable, once everyone had begun to relax. The girls obviously knew one another, talking constantly, to the extent that Belcher looked at Pope and raised his eyebrows, to infer that neither of them was likely to get a word in. Pope smiled, knowing what he meant.
Due to the expected sex session, the group had decided to limit themselves to only one drink each so they could break the ice before setting-off to Sharon's flat.
Before leaving the pub, Pope headed to the toilets, to empty his bladder. As he pulled his cock out and started to piss, Belcher wandered in, stood next to him and began to piss into the urinal. Pope couldn't resist taking a peek at the lad's cock, almost gasping when he saw how it was so thick and meaty.
Having finished their piss and put their cocks away, they turned towards the door, when Belcher spoke-up. "I saw you having a good look at my prick."
Pope gave a worried gulp.
Belcher grinned. "It's OK, I don't mind. I had a look at yours too."
Pope then realised what Belcher meant. "Well, yours is kind of thick."
"Hope you liked what you saw. I liked yours." He winked and walked-out, leaving Pope shell-shocked but excited.
It was only a ten-minute walk to Sharon's flat, as they had chosen a decent pub that was as close as possible. Once inside, the two couples sat facing one another. Belcher was in an armchair, with Sharon on his lap, while Pope and Haley sat side by side on the sofa.
"We've all been waiting for this. It's going to be a good evening, if you're still all up for it."
Sharon was hoping they all were, and was relieved when Pope said "Count us in, Shaz."
"You can bet her cunt's pretty wet already," said Belcher.
He lifted the front of Sharon's shirt, to display the wet patch on the front of her panties, running a finger over it then slipping his hand under the crotch. She giggled as he slowly masturbated her, pulling the material aside to let the others watch what he was doing. Pope responded by lifting Haley's skirt and easing her panties down. She opened her legs, letting him slip two fingers into her hole.
Belcher began slowly undressing Sharon, with Pope undressing Haley, until both girls were naked. This was the point where Sharon nodded to her friend, to stand and swap partners. The girls stopped for a quick kiss, then each took one of Pope's hands, leading him to the sofa, to sit next to Belcher.
Haley stripped Belcher naked as Sharon undressed Pope, with neither guy making any attempt to hide the way he was looking at the other's erection.
After some fondling, the girls rolled back the lads' foreskins, licking and sucking on their cocks. Pope looked at Belcher, who smiled, then leaned forward to kiss him. This startled Pope, who was still in two minds about fun with another guy, but lost any doubts as he felt the excitement of having a tongue probing his mouth. As they kissed, Pope surrendered to his hidden desires for once and for all. The tongue in his mouth and the mouth around his cock dispelled any reservations he may have harboured about group-sex. As Sharon took his hand and pulled him to the floor, he surrendered completely, to go with the flow, letting her straddle him, taking his cock deep into her cunt.
On the sofa, Belcher had Haley flat on her back, with her legs bent, licking along her wet slit. Slowly, he worked on her with his fingers, getting her ready to take the thickness of his cock. Soon, she was moaning, as he worked his way up her body, stopping to suck on her nipples before penetrating her.
As Sharon rode him, Pope watched Belcher fucking Haley. He could see the skinhead screwing his girlfriend, as she begged for more, and it gave him a huge turn-on. Rolling Sharon off of him, he heaved her onto all-fours, mounting her like a dog, to sink his cock in from behind. Belcher reached across and high-fived him.
Grabbing Sharon's hips with both hands, Pope thrust for all he was worth, groaning loudly as he erupted inside her. As she felt him cumming, Sharon couldn't hold back any longer; she was hit by a powerful orgasm.
Meanwhile, Belcher was pounding Haley like a maniac, having satisfied himself that he wouldn't hurt her. Both reached their orgasm at the same time, and lay together until Belcher's now soft cock slipped from her.
The girls went-off to the bathroom, to clean-up, leaving the lads alone.
"That was fucking awesome, mate. She don't get fucked like that often."
Pope responded to Belcher's comment. "You certainly fucked Hales. It's a wonder you didn't split her in half with that thing."
"I made sure she was OK with it. I'd never have hurt her." He lowered his voice. "You can touch it if you want." Pope reached-out, taking Belcher's cock in his hand, to give it a gentle squeeze.
"I've wanted to do that ever since I saw it, in the bogs."
"It'll be even more fun when I've got a boner again." They laughed, with Pope nodding in agreement. "Do you fancy meeting-up some time, on the quiet?"
"Sure, that would be awesome," Pope whispered then stood to allow Belcher to run a hand round his cock and balls. The skinhead leaned forward a little, taking Pope's limp cock in his mouth, sucking on it.
"Mmm, I'd know that taste anywhere. Sharon's cunt juice."
"Then we'd better see if your dick tastes of Haley." He bent to suck on Belcher's cock-head. "Yeah, I can taste her on it?"
"Good way to tell if some bastard's been shagging your girlfriend." Both of them laughed, and sat back on the sofa.
As they re-entered the room, the girls wondered what the lads had found that seemed so hilarious to them. Whatever it was had no importance in comparison to the way they were obviously getting on well together. They actually seemed to have bonded and Pope no longer looked anxious. Everyone was sure that it was the start of an exciting future for them all.